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    When Ilya answers, he’s greeted with a whimpered moan that goes straight to his head, leaving him reeling like he’s just thrown back another shot. His mouth drops open, the cigarette dangling stupidly from his lower lip for a second until he plucks it free with his other hand.

    Holy fuck. He must be dreaming. But the rough breaths filtering into his ear are too real, tethering him tightly to the moment.

    “Jane,” he murmurs, gleeful and shocked. “This is not like you.”

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    Or: after Shane confesses that he can struggle to get off if he's too stressed, Ilya suggests he should just call him next time. He doesn't think Shane would ever be desperate enough to go through with it.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    “Yeah, well, they’re not even such great tits, as far as I can see.” Hollander laughs, only small but Ilya thinks maybe genuine. “I can’t believe I was going to offer to—”

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    02 Jul 2026

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    Ilya rozanov has a pussy

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    "You have been playing like this?" Ilya mused. "With this? For how long?"

    Hollander's mouth was flat. "Two weeks."

    "Wow." Ilya let out a low whistle. "Pussy makes you better at hockey."

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    02 Jul 2026

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    Shane leaves that Vegas penthouse suite feeling wretched, and like an idiot, and like he never wants to see Ilya Rozanov again.

    Except, well. Then there are zombies.

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    28 May 2026

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    Love is miserable, Ilya thinks. It's dirty work. It fights worse than an MLH enforcer with a drinking problem and seven missing teeth. It'll toss you about and break your bones and leave you bleeding out on the ice.

    He's been in love twice, and both times he fucked it.

    The first time, he hadn't even known what it was until it was gone. He had learned its shape from the hole it left behind. Hollander had gone. Poof, whoosh, like a ghost. All that was left was the man on the ice, jaw tense and eyes dead, who played like Ilya was a bug to be crushed. Ilya tried to play so dirty Hollander would throw down his gloves and then they could at least touch each other again, fist to face, but all he got was decked by a series of troglodytes in Metros jerseys.

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    27 Jun 2026